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Mr. Jones Counting Crows

Posted on: octubre 21, 2010

Sha la la la la la la….. hmm, uh huh…

I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with a black-haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She’s suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
Man I wish I was beautiful
So come dance this silence down through the mornin’
Sha la la la la la la la yeah.. uh huh, yeah…
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of that Spanish dancin’
yeah, but, Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
‘Cause I wanna be someone who believes
Yeah…

Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
And we stare at the beautiful women
“She’s looking at you. Ah, no, no, she’s looking at me.”
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely

Well, I’m gonna paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Yeah, well, you know gray is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play

Mr. Jones and me look into the future
Yeah, we stare at the beautiful women
“She’s looking at you. I don’t think so. She’s looking at me.”
Standing in the spotlight
I bought myself a gray guitar
When everybody loves me, I’ll never be lonely
I’ll never be lonely
Son, I’m never gonna be lonely

I wanna be a lion
E-Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all wanna be big big stars, yeah, but we’ve got different reasons for that
Believe in me ‘cause I don’t believe in anything
and I, I wanna be someone to believe, to believe, to believe,yeah

Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
“She’s perfect for you, Man, there’s got to be somebody for me.”
I wanna be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
When everybody loves you, oh, son, that’s just’ bout as funky as you can be

Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
When I look at the television, I wanna see me staring right back at me
We all wanna be big stars, but we don’t know why and we don’t know how
But when everybody loves me, I’ll be just’ bout as happy as I could be
Mr. Jones and me, we’re gonna be big stars.

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